I. Confusion (Denial Pt. 1) No, there must be some mistake. She’s safe and sound, Nothing dangerous lies in her path.
No, I can’t accept this as real, She’s coming home, She told me so just minutes ago!
How could it be that my beloved’s come to harm? At an hour like this, there’s no reason to have alarm! The roads are calm and street sides bare, Even creatures scurrying ’s rare – How could something happen now, How could gods allow, I’ll find out, I vow!
No, my bride, my wife, my love, I don’t grasp this, Help me to understand!
How could something happen now, How could gods allow, I’ll find out, I vow!
II. Anger (Denial Pt. 2) No reply when I call her phone, Nothing wrong when she left, Nonsense! No news is good news! She’s fine, I’m sure of it.
My wife is no speed demon driver, No maniacal rage-ridden fiend, Her driving ‘s near flawless, perfection, I’ve seen it!
I’ll arrive at the hospital door, I’ll peer in on the patient it houses, I’ll see the person they claim is my dear, And not know who she is or she was.
My wife is fine, they’re fools, this is garbage! They don’t know a thing, so I’m sure, I don’t even know why I’m arriving here now, It’s a waste of my time, My wife is fine.
III. Bargaining Darling! Are you awake, can you hear me? Doctor! What’s happened to her? I see my beloved before me, But does she see me here before her? I’ll do anything, just let me know! Oh, God, what’s wrong?
I heard of the wreck, but she looks so unharmed, She remains unresponsive no matter how I call for her, I’m afraid, someone tell me if she’s harmed, Doctor, nurse, anyone, I have to know what’s happened! I’ll do anything, just let me know! Oh, God, what’s wrong?
She’s suffered trauma, you say, and badly, Her nerves have been damaged, even destroyed, She’s lost in a coma, catatonic, asleep. How can you treat her, does she need to be treated? I’ll do anything, just let me know! Oh, God, what’s wrong?
Nothing?! But please, whatever it takes! Get her through her, treat her however you can, I’ll pay what it costs, I don’t care what it costs, Why can’t you treat her, there must be an answer! I’ll do anything, just let me know! Oh, God, what’s wrong?
IV. Depression Fine. Let her die, I’ve suffered enough and it’s useless. You’re useless, worthless men. You call yourself doctors, pah! But it’s fine. I don’t care anymore, let her die.
She was my life and my livelihood, Without her, I was nothing, I am nothing, So what good is it to mourn anyway? I’ve always been nothing, I don’t care.
If this is happening to me, there’s nothing I can do about it, I may as well die myself, too. You incompetent, worthless men, You call yourself doctors? That’s a load of rot, but it’s fine. I don’t care anymore, let her die.
V. Acceptance [Sound of continual electronic beeping in background, a heart monitor]
Well, my beloved, I’ve been here all night holding your hand, I’ve had a long time to think, and I’ve listened. I can feel your heart slowly fading, and I grieve you. I will miss you, I love you, but I know you know.
You are leaving me today, I know it, There is nothing more that medicine can do for you. It’s unfortunate that you, my bride, so young, So beautiful, Has to suffer this fate, not some other, Or anyone at all, in the end.
You will leave me, I cannot stop it, but I will be here. I will be here long after you pass, I assure you. But wait! That there, is that a tear running down your cheek As I hold your hand and wait through these slow seconds?
[Continual beep, now very slow, changes to a steady tone. She has died.]
The tear is mine.
Meareign · Sun Mar 23, 2008 @ 10:23pm · 0 Comments |